The white lion beastmen tilted his head with a confused look, "What's a companion?"
"Ah, I see…" Tang Shaoyang's killing intent and aura burst out. He did not bother to conceal it anymore. He directed his aura to the whole hall.
Castor held his neck, coughing as he found it hard to breathe. He fell on his knees. The exhausted Agnes and Ian also fell on their knees, and the dying Vitali was having a hard time as well.
The Admin Helpers and the Administrators backed away until their back touched the wall. The white lion beastmen also took a step back in surprise.
"I give you the benefit of the doubt. I think you will be different from these scumbags, but you are the same! Don't you dare take what's mine! I don't care if I have to fight all of you or even the whole God Realm! I will take back what's mine!" Tang Shaoyang walked toward the white lion beastmen with the intention of fighting.
